I was on Facebook the other day, and this ad caught my eye:
So many questions filled my mind: Why does me liking The Godfather mean I would be a good substance abuse counselor? Is that sexy green-haired girl the addict or the counselor? Do I HAVE to?
I like to try and make sense of things, so I started thinking, and I guess if you consider that Vito Corleone opposed the families getting into the heroin trade, it could be marginally related to drug counseling.
Then I thought, the random pairings of movies and occupations is something I would probably be good at. Here’s a group of ads to show my ability and to announce my availability to meet all of your nonsensical film and career combination needs.
I love how your mind works. And for the record, I’m often distrubed by the Facebook suggestions I get, especially when they’re based of those of my friends “likes.” Really? Dan likes “Girls Gone Wild” so I should like “Lesbian Garden Plotting?” No thanks.
Yeah, I consider that stuff gossip on Facebook’s part. “Did you know Jimmy likes ‘Jack and Jill?! OMG!”
Oh man. I need a new career path and was hoping some of your genius ideas would be the next great idea for me. However, I do not like any of these movies. Whatever shall I do?
Oh no! Name any movie you like at random and I’ll pull a career out of my butt.
Like Marathon Man?
Become a dental hygientist in 3 days.
Like Pulp Fiction?
Become a self-employed car detailer in less than an hour.
All we need is some random pictures of giraffes and sofa cushions and we’re done!
Why doesn’t Facebook ever suggest occupations for ME??
Maybe you don’t like enough stuff, they need stuff to randomly attach careers to them.
Facebook is like the Cindy Brady of the internet.
Marcia likes Charmin Toilet Paper!
Greg likes AfroSheen!
Bobby just touched me!
Your Sophies Choice ad made me snort and now I feel guilty.
Feel guilty about laughing at a SOPHIE’S CHOICE joke? Become a Dance Instructor!
I need to start paying attention to the ads on Facebook.
And I need to watch Scarface to reduce my thigh size.
You know what? I haven’t seen Scarface, either. No wonder my thighs are so fat!
Like “The Hunger Games”? Be a certified dietician!
Bwah! Love it.
*coffeesnort*
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You are brilliant.
Thanks, Venus!
This is what happens when you let computers do your marketing. Stupid computers think they’re so smart. I bet they haven’t even seen The Godfather.
Or ever counseled an addict.
BWAHA! The Sophie’s Choice ad = awesome
Thanks!
You totally have the mind of a copy-writer! “Misery” was on TV last night – I suppose if I like Misery then I should consider a career in Search and Rescue? Nursing? Hobbling? Help, Carrie!
You should be a figurine exporter. Ta da!
Be a rhyme-r in no time-r! HAHAHAHAHAA You nutball.
That’s me, the rhyming nutball!